Shawna Lee

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Shawna | 35 | She/Her She's like one of those little yappy dogs that thinks it's a mastiff Gardening and OCs and Pottery and comics and unsolicited media opinions. pfp by MACHINEHEAVEN

Harvested another carmen pepper and chopped it up to fry with my eggs and godddddddd yessssssss this is the point of heirloom vegetables. Flavor unmatched. Godly.

someone in a server showed a picture of an ice cream potato and now I want one so so bad I can envision the texture but it's all the way in idaho and I can't have it

I left one of my attacked tomatoes on the vine in hopes the birds would keep going for it and leave my last tomato alone and it WORKED but Jesus Christ A massacre I’m down to my last tomato on this plant but it is blooming again.

Photo of a blasted tomato that has been thrown onto a spade and gardening table. Tomato pieces are everywhere

This is Pumpie the elephant. A handmade plush toy elephant made from grey felt and stuffed with fine wood shavings and pieces of cork, dressed as a ship's officer. It was made by the children of the Cattley family in Ealing (West London) during the early 20th century. Nowadays in the V&A Museum.

Pumpie the elephant. Soft Toy handmade during the 1900s. Made from grey felt and is stuffed with a combination of very fine wood shavings and pieces of cork. Pumpie is dressed as a ship's officer in a dark blue woollen jacket, decorated with many brass buttons, and matching trousers. 
Built by the children of the Cattley family who lived in Ealing, West London in the early 20th century. Soft toy elephants were very popular at this time and Pumpie was probably copied from existing examples made by companies such as Steiff. 
Victoria and Albert Museum, London.

Fat Horse No. 28 It’s the year of the horse and I’ve always been a horse girl at heart, so I’m finally taking advantage of the excuse to fill the world with fat little horses! These felted friends are the size and shape of an apple, and if you have any apples to share I’m sure they’d help you out!

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My first ever teapot: super success! I over trimmed the lid so it’s a bit small and at some point it got a bit scuffed without me knowing so it’s also a touch wobbly BUT: it’s cute and pours water what more do you WANT

Photo of a little green teapot with a fat little spout

Read The Summer War, which is really good, and while OBJECTIVELY I know that the 'wedding' was kind of a symbolic nothing for Plot Reasons, and the Summerlands probably don't have legal documentation in any way that matters, I AM amused by the thought of Celia having to file for Fairy Divorce

Two more tomatoes LOST to shitty birds!!!! You bastards that’s 1/3 my count on this plant!!! They also got all my ripe strawberries which is Fine they were runty and I was putting off harvesting them anyway

Photo of a tomato plant, with two of its tomatoes showing punctures. One has a huge crater in its sideClose up of the demolished tomatoPhoto of tomato leaves, the tomato seeds scattered over them like shrapnel

The horse op-ed is an instant classic. I can't tell you how much joy this piece gives me. It should be taught in every introductory writing class in no small part because the horse arguments are so compelling. "I have noticed that human children get to eat cake. But I am bigger than the children."

I Work Very Hard, And I Would Like To Try Cake

By A Horse

Hello. I am a horse. I work very hard at my job of being a horse. When humans say move the heavy thing, I move the heavy thing. When humans sit on top of me and pull on my head, I carry them where they want to go. The main food the humans give me is hay and oats. But I am thinking it would be nice to have a different food.

I am thinking I would like to try cake.

Yes, yes. Cake. I know all about it. When humans eat cake, it is in glad times. It is the food for a celebration, such as when a woman becomes 47. I have seen cake on the Fourth of July. When humans have a cake, they stand around it and clap hands and smile and say happy birthday at each other. Sometimes there are beautiful markings on a cake, such as balloons or a pink shape.

Sometimes the top of a cake is on fire and a boy must blow on the fire with mouth wind. This is the scariest cake. I do not want this kind. But I will eat any other cake. Any cake that is not the fire cake that tries to kill the boy.

Please understand: I do not get money for doing work. I do not get to go inside the house. All I am either doing my horse job or standing in my pen or eating food off the floor. I always do these things. But I have never once gotten cake and I would like it very much.

I have noticed that human children get to eat cake. But I am bigger than the children. I am more helpful to the farm. Children do not move the heavy things like me or let anyone ride on them. And yet they get cake. Maybe the humans will realize this. Maybe they will say, "You  know who deserves cake? That horse. That horse whose back we are always on."

Every day I dream about what it will be like if I get to eat cake. Here is what will happen. First, I will walk to the cake and putt my nose at it like hrrfff to make and stomping my hooves to make sure it is not a snake. Then I will trot in a circle to show that I am a horse and I am large. After that, I will nuzzle the cake to …

My squash are exploding and birds are attacking my big tomato but at LEAST my pepper is nearly ripe. And now that the plant is almost done with its magnum opus it’s starting to make more

Photo of a very red, nearly ripe Carmen pepper

uggggggggggggggggggggggggh no wonder my squashes haven't been doing so hot, they got got by squash vine borers. My big one with the best fruits is holding strong and seems to be the least affected, but the rest of them burst open and ate shit.